The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 888

Isaac had been a vigilant sentinel inside the room, not leaving Grace’s side for a moment.

After what seemed like an eternity, Noel approached Brittany with teary eyes. “Brittany, Grandma wishes to see you.”

Brittany met Noel’s gaze, and a smile reflexively graced her lips despite the situation. “Okay.”

Noel could see that even Brittany was panicking inside; his eyes dimmed with a shadow of unease.

Brittany entered the hospital room to find Grace drained by her ordeal, her cheeks hollowed and her frame frail.

The distant cries of the Salter kin echoed through the halls.

“Zac, would you mind stepping outside?” Grace’s voice was weak but insistent, clearly, she had something to discuss with Brittany alone.

Isaac’s eyes were rimmed red, bloodshot with fatigue, as he strode out, leaving them in privacy.

emotions a tangled web as she faced Grace. “Grandma, whatever it

contrast to her former vitality. She managed a feeble smile. “I’m sorry.”

she grasped Brittany’s. “The things that

realized that Grace

Why would you do those

conducting live experiments-even sending

struggling to speak. “It’s a long story. My husband, Pete Salter, his health was always poor, clinging to life by a thread of medical

cocktail of drugs that initially seemed

multiple rare viruses, tormenting him to the brink of endurance. The Salter family was coerced into paying

the institute’s ambitions swelled, leading them to use the Salter name to justify

away too soon, and in that same year, Grace, with ulterior motives, considered sending Isaac to

sharp and enigmatic, his identity largely a

it from within and retrieve evidence

other plans. On the ship, Isaac met a young girl,

her plan to send Isaac to Craneville, which is why their pursuers had abruptly ceased their chase during the escape.